Empty glasses and thoughts about optionality.

Such good colours in this photo: not pleasant or particularly beautiful, but good. I don't know if any other colours scheme that could reflect desolation and detachment so well as cold blue neon and bright red in otherwise dark room. We listened to old music,danced and drank, but my thoughts were elsewhere. I was thinking of cold mountains and endless plains. My mind wandered to those places not yet civilized. At the moment life feels so unreal.
optionality
There are many possible choices and each one has its own distinctive price. Nothing is free and some costs are hidden or delayed. This is how get tricked and trick our selves. There are no "safe" choices; zero risk is a fantasy. That is not an excuse for unsafe behaviour, but a call to carefully measure each single decesion. At this time I am at a crossroad: so many things converging, but also lot of choices to make that will lead me down a certain path. It is always easy to lament about past mistakes, but the most important thing is to keep moving. One step at the time, not towards a " goal " , but towards more knowledge and and a new " now ".
I hope I will make the right choice and I pray for the kindness of Lady Luck.
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